The San Diego Stock Exchange

I have never been much of a trader. I like to think that it was because, even in elementary school, I intuitively knew that Lunchables and Dunkaroos were no match for the Baby Bel cheese wrapped in wax that my mother packed me in my monogrammed lunch bag. However, if I am honest, I just didn’t have the trading skills, the swapping swagger that the other “usuals” at my lunch table possessed. They had the ability to trade some nasty left overs for the prized individually-sized Oreos. I was jealous of their abilities.



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